“Yan Zheng, let’s get a divorce.”
Inside a private room at the Teahouse.
Si Yueting, in his wheelchair, had a frosty expression on his handsome face as he coldly watched the woman climbing up from the floor.
Yan Zheng didn’t frantically use sign language like before, crying and begging him to believe her.
She just calmly patted the dust off her clothes.
[This is fantastic! Whoever wants to be this wronged, abandoned wife of a rich family can have the role!]
Si Yueting’s figure stiffened, his dark, cold eyes locking onto the woman before him.
There was no one else in the room, and it was even less likely that Yan Zheng could speak!
So the voice he heard was—
Yan Zheng took off the dizzying, black-framed glasses and tossed them into the trash can.
Her cool, clear eyes held no sadness about the divorce; instead, they were filled with anticipation!
“Since we’re getting a divorce, our marital assets from this past year of marriage should be divided equally. Once CEO Si has calculated the total amount, just transfer half of it to my account.”
The little woman who had just fainted from crying was now using sign language. The tacky, floral scrunchie in her hair had come loose, and a cascade of long, black hair fell lazily over her shoulders.
The small red mole at the upturned corner of her eye held a bewitching charm, catching his cold, dark gaze.
He thought of how this usually weak and submissive woman would always timidly call him ‘Yueting,’ but now she was coldly addressing him as ‘CEO Si.’
Si Yueting frowned, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity.
Beside him, his executive assistant, Lin Huai, concealed the disdain in his eyes and couldn’t help but remind Yan Zheng, “Mrs. Si, you stole commercial secrets and nearly caused the company to suffer huge losses. Do you still have the nerve to ask CEO Si to split the marital assets?”
But everyone in Jingbei knew—
The Gu family couldn’t bear to let their fake daughter, whom they had raised since childhood, marry in her stead. So, they went to great lengths to find her, the true, long-lost daughter, to fulfill the marriage contract with the Si family.
Once this mute, who even the Gu family despised, was kicked out of the Si family, she could only go back to the countryside!
Yan Zheng looked at Lin Huai with a mocking expression.
“Si Yueting hasn’t even said anything. Is it your turn, his dog, to bark? When it comes to the divorce, I won’t take a penny less of what’s mine. As for what isn’t mine, I won’t be as insatiably greedy as some people.”
Lin Huai hadn’t expected Yan Zheng to dare talk back to him, and his face instantly turned ugly.
Si Yueting frowned, looking at Yan Zheng, who, despite having done wrong, wore an expression that was neither servile nor overbearing.
The company had recently lost a bid and subsequently several major clients. He had been having people investigate secretly.
Today, a mysterious number had suddenly sent him the time and place of Yan Zheng’s meeting with someone from Nanqi.
He had a tech expert try to trace the number, but they found nothing.
Out of respect for the life-saving grace Old Master Gu had shown his grandfather back then, Si Yueting didn’t call the police.
When they registered their marriage, he had signed a three-year contract with her. Even if they were ending the marriage two years early, he didn’t plan to treat her unfairly.
“Besides the post-nuptial assets, I will give you a 600-square-meter villa and six storefronts. Whether you live in them or collect rent, it will be enough for you to live on for the rest of your life.”
Yan Zheng looked at the distinguished man in the wheelchair.
[Si Yueting is actually a pretty nice guy, huh? Should I tell him that the one who stole the commercial secrets and harbors malicious intent is actually his most trusted assistant next to him?]
[Lin Huai has long been in cahoots with the people from Nanqi! He had the driver trick me into coming to this Teahouse, then pretended to have a stomachache and asked me to deliver that confidential file, turning me into the scapegoat to be caught red-handed!]
[Forget it. Si Yueting wouldn’t believe me even if I told him. He gets betrayed, his company goes bankrupt, and he only lives for five years after contracting a virus! I couldn’t ask for anything better than to divorce this short-lived man as soon as possible!]
[Even without the status of Mrs. Si, I’ll still have a chance to go after the other members of the Si family.]
Si Yueting’s eyes abruptly darkened, and he gripped the armrests of his wheelchair.
He had heard that voice again.
And he was certain that Yan Zheng hadn’t opened her mouth at all!
Could it be… this was her inner voice?
He glanced impassively at the unresponsive Lin Huai, realizing that it seemed only he could hear Yan Zheng’s thoughts.
It was bad enough that this woman was cursing his company to go bankrupt, but she was also cursing him to die young?
And also—
What did she mean by “go after the other members of the Si family”?
Could it be that she had some ulterior motive when she married him?
Si Yueting’s handsome face was a mixture of light and shadow as he stared at Yan Zheng.
Her claims about Lin Huai framing her and trying to ruin the company were very detailed.
Especially her tone, which sounded like she was waiting to watch him fall and enjoy the show, made Si Yueting ponder for a moment before instructing Lin Huai to have the bodyguards waiting at the door bring in the driver and the dashcam.
“Since Mrs. Si was crying so aggrievedly just now, we should give her a chance to prove her innocence.”
Lin Huai glanced at Yan Zheng in surprise but went to do as he was told.
For some reason, he felt that CEO Si’s gaze towards him… seemed a lot sharper.
Yan Zheng was also quite surprised.
Just moments ago, no matter how she begged, Si Yueting wouldn’t believe her. Why was he suddenly giving her a chance now?
The footage from the dashcam was intermittent.
It only showed the driver taking her to the market and dropping her off at the Teahouse entrance.
“The built-in battery is probably too old. It dies as soon as the car is parked. I didn’t notice…” the driver answered, trembling, as he faced Si Yueting, whose brows were knitted with a cold chill.
Lin Huai added from the side, “CEO Si, Uncle Chen has worked for the Si family for over twenty years. He would never do something so disloyal. But the cash in this bag and the text message on Mrs. Si’s phone are the best proof that she betrayed the company!”
On the floor, the open zipper of a handbag revealed thick stacks of cash.
When Si Yueting and his men had arrived, Yan Zheng was leaving with this very bag.
Although she argued that the money in the bag was given to her by the other party to pass on to him as a project deposit.
The Si family dealt with projects worth billions. What kind of project deposit was a mere two million?
He had checked her phone and found a text message she had sent to an unknown number. It said that after she finished grocery shopping, she would arrive at the designated Teahouse with the USB drive, and she even asked if the other party had the two million in cash ready.
In addition to that, Si Yueting had also found a message on her phone from her gambler brother, Yan Lang, asking to borrow two million from her to pay off his gambling debts.
Therefore, her motive and actions for selling company secrets all added up.
Yan Zheng was not at all surprised that the dashcam footage contained no crucial information to prove her innocence.
[Since the driver wanted to frame me, he must have tampered with the dashcam footage long ago to avoid leaving any evidence against himself. But he forgot one thing—]
Si Yueting frowned, his dark eyes looking probingly at the constantly broadcasting Yan Zheng.
[When the driver used my phone to send that text, I was buying fish at Lejia Farmer’s Market. When I was paying and realized my phone wasn’t in my bag, I thought it had been stolen. There’s a security camera right above the fish stall. He just needs to check the time.]
[There’s nothing to explain. The most important thing is to get this divorce over with quickly!]
Si Yueting’s face was grim as he pulled out his phone and called his general secretary, Qin Zhao.
“Mrs. Si went to buy fish this afternoon. Check the security footage from the fish stall at Lejia Farmer’s Market from an hour ago and send it to me within ten minutes.”
Yan Zheng shot him a surprised glance.
Si Yueting never cared about her whereabouts. How did he know the name of the market she often went to?
Exactly ten minutes later, Si Yueting received the video from Qin Zhao.
After watching it, his cold gaze shot towards the driver.
“The text message on Mrs. Si’s phone was sent at 3:35 PM. At that time, she was at the stall buying fish and never once took out her phone. Could it be that her phone, left in the car, has become advanced enough to send messages by itself?”
The driver’s face fell, and he knelt on the floor, admitting that Nanqi had made him steal the company secrets and that he had framed Yan Zheng to clear his own name.
Si Yueting’s long fingers tapped nonchalantly on the armrest of his wheelchair.
“Besides me, only Assistant Lin’s and Mrs. Si’s fingerprints are registered for the study. You, a mere driver, can’t get in. So how could you possibly have obtained the files from my computer?”
The driver couldn’t answer and subconsciously looked at Lin Huai.
“What are you looking at me for? Are you trying to frame me too? Everyone knows Nanqi and our Yunqing are rivals. As CEO Si’s assistant, how could I possibly associate with them!”
Lin Huai proactively took out his phone and placed it on the table, allowing anyone to inspect all his communication devices!
Yan Zheng just watched his performance quietly.
[On the surface, you have no dealings with the Lu family’s Nanqi, but privately, when you represented the Si family at antique auctions, you certainly didn’t hold back on building connections with the Lu family!]
[Isn’t it you who keeps Nanqi’s appointment contract under your mattress, dreaming of becoming a vice president every night?]
Si Yueting’s thin lips tightened in displeasure.
The bed was such a private and intimate place. How did she know what was hidden under Lin Huai’s mattress